"memories began to cameback in abit unclear"

. A moment he was there counting his own fingers. For a moment he could feel the shadow figure about to appear from the back. He could feel a sense of anonymous aura coming from the back. He thought, I can notice something a bit more different. And the moment he looked around his own surroundings, his own face could see now shadows. For a moment he could see himself walking to a memory from the past as he's falling into the ocean.

He had a bracelet for the very moment on his own hands. He couldn't tell what he had done with it, but for a moment he can see records of a lost tape they had used in the trees, now stolen from the spot. For a moment he thought, is that where he had recorded our own playing? I mean, that's a long time ago. For a moment he couldn't tell he had seen.

A shadow of kids playing around the place as he continued on, the ocean had taken him far. For a moment he could feel his own body growing a bit more cold, until he couldn't see anything but the darkness of the deepest sea. Seeing the whole ground of the whole city glowing inside the ocean, it had many plays the same thing, his flying through a lot of castles as they began to glow a bit more yellowish. He could see the clouds blocking the view. He could hear bells ringing from the very bottom of the seas. He's now drowning into a forgotten memory, and into the deepest sea, he could see his own friend smiling for a moment.

He had thought, since what year was this even born? I cannot tell. Vividly, both of them continued to run around the place. It was a place of flowers covering a lot of the playgrounds; the whole place was filled with it. His own mind can feel the deepest sea from the very bottom of his own heart. While beginning there, he could see his own friend now clearly smiling and running around the park while laughing with the purest joy he had in about his own age.

He thought, since when did this happen? And the whole mind continued to play into the ocean, going deep as he sees him going beneath the ground in the soil of the dirt, seeing a lot of libraries of his own mind. It wasn't just a simple thing he had in mind; it was pretty strange why he's going down further deep into the ocean. It was as if he's been falling through clouds. The sky was filled with a lot of fireworks. For a moment he thought, it wasn't just going to end, this memory will last on forever as I grown up till the very moment now.

He can see himself crying so loud as his own friend was on the hospital bed for a moment. His own friend wasn't seen again with him. He could see it in a blurry motion, until he hadn't paid much attention. He can feel his own heart pounding fast from his own emotions. For a moment he thought, so is this pretty much what happened to my own friend? He only had looked down, but for a moment, this trauma of losing someone he had lost hadn't left him from long ago.

He continued to walk further down into the cold ocean, but for a moment, a sound of a kid laughing, then a car hit... Nothing cannot be gone. He only saw nothing but his own voice of him crying in his own room alone. For a moment he couldn't tell what truly had happened to his own friend, but can tell it was truly the most haunting thing he'll ever seen in his own life. But truly what happened afterwards, he walked deeper and saw himself crying while putting some flowers on the grave.

For a moment he thought, so is this how its going to end? He continues to feel his own weight about to fall deep into the ocean. Now he cannot tell whether he'll live just to tell the tale. For some moment he cannot seek what will happen to him, and he thought, I can truly feel the pain behind those words from my own past self, but till then, it wouldn't be a memory of myself forgetting the pain I had once had, but now I'll keep living for a purpose.

The truest reason why he couldn't tell if he's going to feel normal once again isn't just how much he's been through; it's the darkest thing he's been through. And a moment from now on, he can see the shadow of his own friend calling from the distance, "Jackfeilt."

 It began to wave at him so peacefully. He couldn't tell if he's going to feel a lot of pain, but he can tell it would soon be gone.

He walked to the moments of the water, sensing endless flowers around getting gardened, now feeling the endless mountains covered in them. He continued on the path of this place. He couldn't sense any evil intentions. For a moment he could see why he's been standing.

 For a moment now, he continues to stand near against the grass that had began to sway from the calmness of the wind. He thought, so is this the place I was meant to be? I cannot really tell what it truly is.

For a moment the friend stared at him in his own ghostly form and then led him into the other parts of the ocean. He cannot see how far he's truly going. It wasn't going to become a far place; it was pretty much not really the safest place he's been meant to be in. But till then, he can feel his own body getting more heavier until his own physical body had felt completely cold, now not working again. He can see something different—he has a body like a phantom, now he's just moving differently.